Round VI

A little Home
in the hill
green landscapes
fill the land

The grass swirls with the wind
a cool breeze in the air
The sun sets in the sight

The soft wind came
wispering your name
painting the sky
with a big white light

As we walk further
your eyes make me wonder
if my boiling heart
can reach your broken heart

Round V

The day is bright
the clouds are white
the moon is high
in the beautifull night